My spirit bound to earth
Body a straight jacket
That gets tighter with age
My youth flew with the ether
Those days long past
So I must keep moving
To fill my wanderlust
Or succumb to the gravity
That pulls my leaden limbs

My heart goes out to my Gulf Coast neighbors. I want to say that the storm will pass and there are rainbows ahead but right now that seems trite and doesn’t bring solace. The impact of these devastating disasters lasts for years. In the current climate of divisiveness and anger, it gives me hope to see folks coming together and showing the best of humanity under such horrible circumstances.